Yukong stares for a moment, and then comprehension hits her and she chuckles: soft, amused, not unkind? Not malicious, anyway. More...

Well, the sort of chuckle someone would do when their kid did something funny and cute. That type of chuckle.

"Ah, youth. I nearly forgot what it was like." She says this more to herself than to anyone else, a murmur that might be audible but isn't going out of its way to do so. Then, louder, her voice takes on a hint of authority: "At ease, soldier. I can stand behind you if that would make things easier. You're hardly showing me anything I haven't seen before."